Amelia White gave a cold smile and responded, "I'm Samuel's daughter. Let me make it clear—so long as I'm around, you'll never step foot inside my family's door. Stay away from my father. Besides money, didn't he give you an apartment, too?!"
As she spoke, Amelia moved toward Orelia. This time, however, Orelia was prepared. She dodged, avoiding the slap. She sighed in resignation. "Your father—Samuel—is an adult, divorced, and he can be with whomever he chooses. I don't think, even though you're his daughter, you have the right to interfere."
Amelia's gaze, venomous as ever, locked onto Orelia. As she walked toward her, her hand rose high, ready to strike again.
Orelia knew Amelia wouldn't let it go easily, but she had already steeled herself. She dodged the slap with practiced ease, he
